145. Recruitment
whale.
The blade is three feet three inches long, and the handle is two feet two inches long.
The white tiger's eyes are angry at the place where the knife jaw swallows the mouth, it is raised to the level of eyebrows and raised like a tide.
Chen Ji slowly put the knife in front of him. The whale knife did not leave a drop of blood and was as smooth as a mirror.
In the moonlight, he saw himself in the "mirror". The dead leaves in the mountains were swept behind him by the mountain wind, and the hair beside his ears moved slightly in the wind, each one clearly visible.
The wind stopped.
A dead leaf slowly fell from the sky onto the whale's blade, silently split in two, and floated lightly back to the earth.
After traveling through thousands of years, the sword finally returned to his hands.
Chen Ji suddenly thought, if this knife is real, if the inexplicable sense of familiarity he felt when holding the knife is also real, then everything Xuanyuan said must also be true.
Keguixu, peach blossoms, friends, teachers, students, stars in the sky...why can't I remember anything at all?
Who am I?
A rustling sound came from dozens of steps away. Chen Ji looked around calmly, but there was no one in the dark forest.
The other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to surround and kill him. They just hid in the shadows of the mountains and forests and asked, "Mr. Feng asked me to ask you, have you made a decision?"
Chen Ji took a deep breath: "What decision?"
The interrogator said calmly, "Mr. Feng is asking you, do you want to escape back to Luocheng, or return to the military town to rescue your friend?"
These black-clad killers who suddenly appeared were like wandering ghosts, asking heart-wrenching questions.
Chen Ji no longer answered, but just dragged the whale knife towards the military town, walking faster and faster.
When passing by a big tree, the bark of the tree seemed to fall off, revealing a black figure, who silently slashed at Chen Ji's back with a knife.
But Chen Ji had seen this method of using light and shadow to ambush and kill too many times from Feng Huai.
In an instant, he turned around and slashed with a knife as if he had eyes on his back. A trace of blood splattered on the ground, and the man in black slowly fell to the ground.
Be decisive and leave no room for maneuver.
When Chen Ji walked forward again, he saw the shadows in the forest retreating.
Someone whispered, "It doesn't look like the acquired realm, it's the innate realm."
Someone responded: "It's not the Xiantian realm, it's the knife."
"Mr. Feng has ordered that they be killed without mercy."
"Kill without mercy!"
The black shadow stopped retreating and immediately surrounded and attacked, forming a net around Chen Ji.
When the traces go to the left, the net goes to the left; when the traces go to the right, the net goes to the right, getting tighter and tighter.
These four black-clothed men who had been subjected to the art of exorcism were far superior to the ordinary elite soldiers. Even Chen Ji, who had embarked on the path of cultivation, could not escape from them. The physical fitness between them was almost the same.
When the four men in black were only five steps away from Chen Ji, all of them burst out with unparalleled sword light at the same time, with four swords, and they were overwhelmed.
Chen Ji suddenly pounced forward like a tiger, swinging the whale knife in his hand wildly to meet the attack, completely ignoring the knife lights on the left, right, and behind, and only wanted to kill the person in front of him.
The man in black in front of him was startled and immediately stepped back.
But as soon as he retreated, Chen Ji stopped chasing him and turned to face the other three people. The knife turned with his body and moved forward with his body. The long and narrow whale knife drew a bright arc of light in the moonlight. With three clangs, the three long knives broke!
The black-clothed man who was frightened away by him rushed forward again, brandishing his knife to help, trying to force Chen Ji to turn back, but Chen Ji did not even turn his head and half-knelt on the ground, backhandedly slashed upward with his knife, and the whale
The knife was like a halberd, cutting off the wrist of the man in black behind him.
Chen Ji half-knelt on the ground, looking around at them quietly, like a tiger crawling in the wild.
The four men in black looked at each other and were about to abandon their broken swords and fight to the death with their bare hands when suddenly a faint and melodious flute sound came from afar.
It is as if a little shepherd boy is sitting sideways on the broad back of a black buffalo, slowly passing across the stone arch bridge, with a small bridge and stream nearby and Baiyun Mountain cliffs in the distance.
Mr. Feng.
For some reason, Chen Ji did not see the flute player, but subconsciously read the other person's name in his mind.
It seems that as long as the other person appears, no matter in what form, you know it must be him.
A man in black held up his severed right wrist with his left hand and said calmly, "Mr. Feng wants to see you. It's up to you to decide whether to see you or not."
After saying that, the four men in black retreated into the shadows of the forest.
Chen Ji stood up and looked towards the source of the flute sound.
He pondered for a moment, then took the initiative to walk towards the sound of the flute, holding the whale knife. As he got closer, the sound of the flute suddenly became like the shadow of bamboo and sword energy, full of murderous aura.
Chen Ji subconsciously looked around, almost thinking that hundreds of swordsmen and axemen were about to rush out of the forest, but there was nothing around. He suddenly realized that the other party had played the flute to create the illusion of an ambush from all sides.
After walking a few dozen steps, I saw Mr. Feng, dressed in a blue shirt, sitting on a low bluestone, holding a flute. The fisherman who had appeared on the black-sailed boat was standing quietly beside him.
Chen Ji bowed and said, "Mr. Feng."
Mr. Feng slowly put down his flute and looked at Chen Ji with a smile: "Why didn't you take the opportunity to escape?"
Chen Ji said calmly: "You can't escape."
Mr. Feng clapped his hands and praised, "Smart. But if you are such a smart person, why do you want to return to the military town? You should know that it is useless for you, a small official in the post-natal realm, to go back. Besides, you have only known the prince and the princess for a short time. Why risk your life for others?"
Chen Ji leaned against a tree trunk with a tired look on his face and let out a long sigh: "Maybe I'm not smart enough."
Mr. Feng sighed: "It's not that you are not smart enough, but you are doing it for the so-called youthful chivalry."
Chen Ji remained silent.
Mr. Feng handed the flute to the fisherman beside him, smiled, and rose from the bluestone, slowly walking towards Chenji. "Someone once said that, with fame and fortune as a sword, he could cut through nine-tenths of the chivalrous spirit in the world. Over the years, all the chivalrous men in the martial arts world have been recruited by the imperial court. All sects have disappeared, and all the cultivation methods in the world have been shelved. The martial arts world has become a boring place."
He looked at Chen Ji and said, "But seeing you today, I suddenly realized there's another layer to his words. It turns out there's still a bit of chivalry in this world that even he can't slay. It's admirable, lamentable, praiseworthy, tearful... and laughable."
Chen Ji was puzzled and didn't know who Mr. Feng was talking about.
Fame and fortune are the swords that cut off nine-tenths of the chivalrous spirit in the world.
What a big tone.
Chen Ji asked, "Why does Mr. Feng think it's funny?"
Mr. Feng smiled and replied, "Chivalry is the courage to do something even though you know it's impossible. But if you know it's impossible, why do it anyway?"
Chen Ji said, "I don't understand what chivalry is, nor do I think it's simply courage. I made the decision simply to have a clear conscience... Since Mr. Feng is such a smart man, why did he choose the Liu family?"
Mr. Feng stood in front of Chen Ji and said with interest: "Tell me, why can't I choose the Liu family?
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Chen Ji pondered for a moment and said, "Although the Liu family is a powerful and noble relative of the emperor's family, with the Empress Dowager above them and the prominent families of Yuzhou below them, Your Majesty has long harbored resentment towards the Liu family, and their decline is inevitable. Your Majesty ascended the throne at the age of eleven, and has reigned for thirty-one years now. If they couldn't defeat the eleven-year-old child thirty-one years ago, how could they defeat the one thirty-one years later?"
Mr. Feng smiled and said, "Go on."
Chen Ji continued, "Let's not talk about His Majesty and the Imperial Household Department, let's talk about the aristocratic families in this world. The Xu, Hu, Chen, Qi, Liu, and Yang families are like fierce tigers entrenched in the world. The Liu family can only be ranked last among them. They may have been extremely powerful in the past, but now they can't compare to the other five families. Is that right?"
Mr. Feng nodded. "That's right. The other families don't think highly of the Liu family these days. The Liu family's decline is due to their encroachment."
Chen Ji looked up into Mr. Feng's eyes and said, "Since Mr. Feng sees through all this, why don't you change the family lintel? As the saying goes, a wise bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a wise minister chooses a ruler to serve. It would be a pity for such a smart person like Mr. Feng to stay in the Liu family."
Mr. Feng threw his head back and laughed heartily: "Hahahahaha, no wonder you dared to confront me directly. Turns out you wanted to trick me into going to the Chen family. You're truly audacious and courageous, young man. However, you managed to find a way out of a situation where you had no chance of survival. Not bad!"
Chen Ji stood with his sword in hand and said calmly, "I'm not looking for a way out for myself, but for Mr. Feng."
The world was silent and all was hushed.
In this mountain forest, even the sound of birds singing cannot be heard.
The young man in the night was embarrassed but determined, with a long sword in his hand, standing tall and proud!
The fisherman behind Mr. Feng immediately stepped forward to punish Chen Ji for his outrageous remarks.
Mr. Feng raised his hand to stop him in his tracks, then said to Chen Ji with a smile, "The head of the Chen family is a Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion and Minister of Revenue, and he also controls the two states of Shanzhou and Dongzhou. It seems that the future of the Chen family is brighter than that of the Liu family. However, you cannot be the master of the Chen family. Chen Ji, Chen Ji, you are just a bastard who is not allowed to enter the ancestral hall during ancestral worship. How can you recruit me?"
Chen Ji shook his head: "I'm not trying to convince Mr. Feng on behalf of the Chen family."
"Who is that for?"
"Prince Jing's Mansion."
Mr. Feng fell into deep thought.
Chen Ji said softly, "Mr. Feng, the Liu family's connection to the Jing Dynasty has been leaked. Although there's no solid evidence, the court doesn't need evidence to act. I think that the Emperor's Wansui Army is stationed in the north of Yuzhou to guard against the Liu family. Under such circumstances, it would be extremely difficult for the Liu family to rebel. The empire is about to collapse. Rather than being buried with the Liu family, why not leave now? Let the prince and the princess go, and Prince Jing will guarantee your safety."
"Aren't you worried that Prince Jing is also involved in the rebellion?" Mr. Feng asked curiously.
Chen Ji shook his head. "If Prince Jing was connected to the Liu family, then Elder Liu wouldn't have to use the Crown Prince and the Princess as bargaining chips. Mr. Feng, it's never too late to repent."
Mr. Feng gave him a somewhat amused look. "How dare you say such outrageous things? You're clearly about to die, yet you're still spouting nonsense. How about this? Don't recruit me. I see you're a talented person. Why don't you work for me? I'll spare your life. Otherwise, I wouldn't have wasted so much time arguing with you."
He looked at Chen Ji intently and asked, "How about working with me?"
Chen Ji: “Okay.”
The world is quiet again.
Mr. Feng was silent for a long time, then suddenly bent over and laughed: "Interesting, very interesting!"
(End of this chapter)
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